Diary of a Snow Shoveler
No honey I was just making a snow angel I was not passed out in the driveway
They never have been.
Please do not actually take my advice. ALSO: noodles, spicy drinks, spy novels, classicky rock, pets.
[ominously] Choose and perish.
An incomplete and inadequate elegy for my great friend
You never know when it will come to your doorstep.
A short story, with food
One simple trick, doctors hate it, etc.
Searching for the true story behind one foggy Christmas Eve
The enduring value of Cincinnati chili
A tailgate in your inbox. Come for the food, stay for the stories.
The vibes remain bad but the Friday Newsletter persists
oops I accidentally cherished my memories
It is Friday and we must talk about silly things
I do not wish for to be known for a folly or a boner
It's a brand new year, but the same great ACBN taste.
A look back at the year that was in The Action Cookbook Newsletter, or "The ACBiennale"
It's like a Rankin/Bass compilation but with fewer creepy children
The Friday Newsletter celebrates December delusion with some potent punch, a delectable dip, and CHARCUTREE.
The only gift guide you can be absolutely sure no one paid me to do. (Except you, I guess.)
That, plus a tasty condiment, a cocktail CHALLENGE ACCEPTED, new music, and more! It's Friday at the ACBN.
Reports of Santa Claus's demise have been greatly exaggerated
It's Friday somewhere, and I'm thankful for that. Thoughts on gratitude, plus holiday cocktail projects, dogs and more!